Have I crossed some threshold where I am truly bisexual, and is it true that I love gay sex as much as sex with a woman? Wow, a new way to think!My th...ughts were interrupted by the feeling of a warm gel going on and into my hole. I was so excited that I had no hesitation although having someone’s tongue up there was as far as I had ever gone. Then I felt something being inserted and I gasped as I realized he was putting a dildo of some kind up my ass, slowly at first but quickly. He hit an area. We could share. I am a tall woman with short, curly brown hair. I have a toned figure because, in my business, you have to look good, and I did. My breasts were small, but many had told me they were choice. And I had legs that drew stares everywhere I went. This woman standing beside me could be my sister, We shared so many physical traits, except she had long, red hair. And freckles that make-up just couldn't quite cover. She was adorable. Our driver, a small Latino man, loaded our luggage. She was good. I was going to have to be real careful. I looked over at Melanie and locked my eyes on hers. She was watching, fascinated. She nodded slightly towards the window. Michelle. I did the same and she understood what I wanted. I saw her go to the door, step out, and waited. A minute later, I saw her pulling a distraught-looking Michelle into the room.I reached down and pulled Elizabeth back to me whispering “Michelle’s here. Ready to screw each other silly?”She smiled and said, “Do. ”The man said, “Okay, I’ll spread the word and see who bites. We will be closing in an hour and then after that we can get you started.”Mom got some business cards from the restaurant entrance, wrote her name on them and then numbered them one through twelve. She told me to give one to each man that gave me the two hundred and fifty dollars to use her.A few minutes later Mom gave me ten more cards with Felicia’s name on them and they were numbered one through ten. She said that for five hundred.